sunshine almost always -

: said,
 see the crack 'cross your soul?
 The one right there.
 It doesn't speak of faith . It
doesn't speak of  memories and it
doesn't speak of let downs. It just
has that sad smile on, like
the unblued edges of a notebook
at the bottom of a lake. The kind of smile you might
see on an old soul, a mumbling fakir. 
The kind that carries the 
sinking
weight of knowing that 
nothing
was,
is,
will 
ever
be

worth

breaking your heart over.
That you'll be fine, fine,
fine. Fine
with, and
fine without.

That, kid,
is what the crack is all about.